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- It won't be as bad as you think, I swear.

- I won't help and I won't testify.

- See, what happens is,

people confuse rape with sexual desire.

- You guys doing any good up there?

- Not so far, but we have not spotted your girl.

- Oh, Daddy, help me!

Help me, please!

- Which one of us you want, him or us?

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- Hi. - Hi.

- What happened to the lights?

- I guess they got zonked by the storm.

If the phone rings, grab it because no one else is around.

Everybody went to the concert.

Everybody?

Everybody.

- Well, you know I might not answer the phone

because I might decide to go out

and call Dad and go home.

- You gotta do something big Friday night.

- Ahh!

Ahh!

Ahh!

Ahh!

Ahh, ah!

Ahh!

Ahh!

Ahh!

Ahh!

Ahh!

Dr. Curtis.

- Hey, I know, I know,

but I can't be in two places at one time.

Oh, well, I haven't quite learned how to do that yet.

I understand, Lieutenant.

Look, I'll call you right back.

Freak.

- You're getting pretty salty in your old age, eh?

- I've been getting pretty tired.

Along with all the rest of it, we had a rape tonight.

- We got your message.

Why did you pull us in on this thing?

- The victim's father says he knows you, Bill,

and he wants you to handle the investigation.

- Who?

- He owns a gas station on the corner of 5th and Main.

- Larry Quinn?

- Lawrence V. Quinn.

2124 Kling Street.

- His daughter's away at college.

- Mmm-hmm.

That's where it happened.

Somebody found her half-naked in the rain,

crawling out the door of the sorority house.

- Does she know who did it?

- Pepper, she's destroyed.

Right now, she doesn't even know her own name.

Dr. Jack?

Outside hold.

- Hi, Bill.

Yeah, that's my child, Bill.

That's my little girl.

Larry, I'm so sorry.

You don't know what happened.

Yes, I do, we know now.

No.

No, you don't know what happened.

Look at her face.

Bet he hit her,

and he kept on beating her!

That's my daughter, Bill!

Nobody can hurt her!

- Hmph.

- Oh, good morning.

- Oh, good morning, boss.

- Anything else you need in there?

Paper clips, memo pads, rubber bands?

No, just a few pens.

Just put the pens back in the drawer.

- Not even one?

Huh!

- What's that going on out there?

- Oh, that's what happens to be known as a college student.

Joe's about ready to bounce him off the walls.

- Why?

- Ah, he keeps running around complaining about a 261,

which we don't even have on the books.

- Oh?

- Oh.

Vern, I told you,

we don't have anything on the books.

Hey, Vern, give it up.

Now here's somebody I know can help you, Sergeant Crowley.

- That's all right, just stay where you are, Joe.

What's the problem?

- Problem?

Well, the problem seems to be a whole lot of apathy.

I mean, the total indifference

of everyone I've talked to around here.

Including him.

- You're a college student, is that right?

At Pacific Western University?

- That's correct.

- And you know a girl who was assaulted there last night?

- Lady, she wasn't assaulted.

She was raped!

It wasn't last night, it was three weeks ago!

- You're not talking about...

You're not talking about someone named Quinn?

- Damn.

You people can't get anything right.

- Then who are we talking about?

- Anne Lombardo.

L as in loud, O-M-B-A-R-D-O.

Well, look, I've called three times,

and there's nothing on the books.

Hey, sweet thing, what's the big hurry?

How come you walkin' so fast?

Hey, come on, slow down.

Me and my compadres here

would like to discuss the higher education with you!

Most of 'em never got past kindergarten, but that's okay!

Hey, come on, come on, give us 15, 20 minutes!

We might be able to change your whole outlook on life!

Come on, come on, slow up for us, baby, hey.

- Hey, you guys!

Knock it off!

- Hey, you wanna make us?

On second thought, I'm gonna come down there!

Hey, what's with you?

- Too loud, man.

- Me, too loud?

- Gives people the wrong impression.

I mean, pretty soon, they're gonna think

we all belong in cages.

- I'm an animal, huh?

Hey, I'm trying for a laugh.

All of a sudden, I'm an animal?

Okay, okay.

Hey.

- Anne Lombardo?

- Yes?

- I'm Pepper Anderson.

This is my partner, Sergeant Crowley.

- Bill.

- Pepper and Bill.

Well, that's a switch.

You know, it's usually the other way around.

Get stopped on the freeway,

your first name seems to be a toy.

"Well, Anne, I suppose you realize

"the speed limit's still 55.

"Say, Anne, would you mind showing me your registration?"

You know, I've even had,

"Hey, Anne, how about a cup of coffee?"

- Well, maybe there were just trying to be friendly.

- There's nothing friendly about it at all.

- Okay, fine, we'll call you Miss Lombardo, how's that?

- Look, I'm sorry.

Anne's fine.

And you can ask me anything you want,

as long as it doesn't have anything to do

with criminal assault on the body of a female person.

- Don't you want to see him caught?

- What's the different?

He'll never be convicted.

- Suppose I tell you it happened to another girl last night.

So brutally beaten, she's still in the hospital.

How would you feel about that?

- I feel like crying.

And...

I probably would too,

if I weren't so worried about cooking up this goo.

Look, guys, it's a joke.

Even if I could identify him, you know what'd happened?

He'd sit there in the courtroom while they put me on trial.

- It isn't like that anymore.

- Sure.

Okay.

Well, how about the jury?

Let's talk about them.

You know, the squares, the old prudes.

What do you figure I'd get from people like that?

How about when they find out that I actually like sex?

They'd end up thinking

that I was more of a degenerate

than that man

who hit me...

And choked me...

And beat my face until I spit out blood.

And I begged him to do whatever he wanted.

- Anne.

Part of what you say is true,

but things are changing, they really are.

Juries are becoming more enlightened, more sensitized.

It won't be as bad as you think, I swear.

- Anne, it's already happened twice.

Twice, in one month.

That's gonna on and on and get worse and worse,

unless we find somebody to help us.

- Let me tell you something.

I won't help, and I won't testify.

If I ever saw that man again,

and I had a gun...

I'd kill him.

I'd kill him right in front of your eyes.

- Hey, how about one for the road?

Suit yourself, hombre.

Not bad.

Shoo, a regular passing parade.

Little Miss Muffett.

All alone in a deep dark forest.

- The one in the forest was Little Red Riding Hood.

- What's the difference?

They both ended up in trouble.

- Don't move!

Hands up, don't move!

Hey, Joe, let's go, let's go!

- Okay, that's it!

- Gimme your cuffs!

- All right!

- We got him!

We got him.

Look at him talking

about muggings all night long.

He's been known to read the sports section

once in a while, too, you know.

But the fact is, we identified ourselves as police officers.

One of our guys even had on a uniform.

Now you ignored all that and tried to split, man.

- Ignored all that?

Hey, look, now first, some guy jumps out

of the bushes with a flashlight.

Now what are you gonna do?

I mean, that's first!

Then you two guys jump me.

Then all three of you pile on me

like I'm a loose ball at the Super Bowl.

Anybody with at least half a brain

is gonna offer some kind of token resistance.

- Token resistance?

I hate to be around somebody who took a six-pack.

- For the 10th time, guys, I work there.

I belong there!

I'm a welder over at the Student Union building.

- Look, buddy, most people quit after dark.

- Yeah, well, most people quit

when they show up at eight in the morning!

I don't.

- Just answer the question.

- Okay, it's like I told you.

I went out and I bought a six-pack.

It was a peace offering to share with

some guy who hates my guts.

- What are you doing?

- Cutting him loose.

- You can't do that!

- Look, John, isn't it?

- John Binns.

- Let me tell you something, John.

The next time something like this happens,

just try to remember that without evidence...

I mean, hard evidence...

There's nothing that we, you and I, can do.

I mean, we got nothing, you understand that?

- Well...

- At this time of night, I can't guarantee anything.

Usually, it tastes like mud.

- I know those construction workers,

and they're always making filthy remarks.

Yelling things at the girls.

- A lot of men do that.

Even men with collars and ties.

- You're gonna be sorry you let him go.

- Crowley was right, John.

We had no real reason to hold him.

See, what happens is,

people confuse rape with sexual desire,

but nine times out of 10,

the offender is a person who feels worthless,

caused by the lack of opportunity and acceptance.

He's crushed.

So he, in a moment of rage,

strikes out at the weakest victim he can find.

A female.

Now, you take this Deitre.

He has a good job.

Seems fairly well-adjusted.

If you add those things up,

he just doesn't fit the profile.

- It's funny.

- What's funny?

- I'm sitting here, and...

I'm the guy and you're the girl, and you're the cop.

See, to be honest with you, that's what I wanted to be

more than anything in the world, a cop.

- What stopped you?

- I flunked my physical.

Here, look.

Souvenir from riding dirt bikes.

I flipped my bike on the side of a hill.

Found out I couldn't fly.

- At least you're able to work,

and you're doing what policemen do.

- I don't know, maybe I couldn't have made it, anyway.

Like tonight.

I really thought I had something special, you know?

All I did was ended up looking like a stupid fool.

Thanks for the coffee.

- Probably the most important advice

I can give you is to be aware.

No matter where you are: in the street,

in a store, at home, right here,

and be especially careful at night, of course.

But even if you're just crossing campus,

go with at least one other person.

And, please, please, never hitchhike.

If you could see some of the bloody corpses

I've seen dumped by the side of the road...

Well, you'd know there's no such thing as a free ride.

And there's another kind of bait.

I'm looking at it right now,

She may feel safe out there,

or she may consider herself liberated enough not to care.

But I wonder how she'd feel if,

some night, she woke up,

and there were fingers around her throat,

and someone was whispering,

"I've been watching you,

"and I like what I saw."

- Hey, Larry?

Larry?

- Hey, what do you say, Bill?

How are you? - How are you?

- It's good to see you.

- It's good to see you. - Hi.

- Sergeant Anderson, how are you?

- Hard at it, huh?

- Yeah.

Well, from the looks of you two guys,

I would say, you're bringing me some bad news.

- Oh, no, no, we just...

Well, Sergeant Anderson thought that

she'd like to try to talk to Celia.

You think that's possible?

- I guess it's okay.

She's in the office keeping the books.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Catch this guy, will you?

- That doesn't look like homework to me.

- Oh, it's worse.

Doing these books.

I should've been an accounting major.

- You look like a new person.

Have you been back to school yet?

- No.

Matter of fact, I'm taking a vacation.

At least for this semester.

- Sorry to hear that.

- Well, I suppose you're here

to listen to all the gory details?

- Yes.

- Well, let's see...

I guess the first thing that scared me was the open window.

All the lights were out, I guess, because of the storm.

And...

The wind blew my candle out.

It was so dark.

I couldn't see a thing in front of me.

I mean, that's what they mean about fate.

I kept thinking,

"You should go downstairs.

"You should call Dad and leave."

But I didn't.

I went upstairs to my room and I took off my coat,

and I heard this sound, a moan.

Like someone was in pain.

- When you heard the sound, the moan,

that the first time you saw him?

- No.

I saw my underwear on the bed

laid out like the body of a person.

- Didn't you try to run?

- Yes!

No!

He knocked me down!

He kept on hitting me and hitting me and hitting me!

And I don't remember anything after that, nothing!

Until I woke up in the hospital.

- Celia?

I have a suggestion.

The department has officers who are trained in hypnosis.

It's probably the only way

we're gonna find out what really happened.

You see, the more we know, the better the chance

we have of catching him, you know that?

Otherwise, he'll keep doing it.

More violent each time.

Maybe even end up killing somebody.

- I can't!

I'm sorry!

I think if I found out what he really did to me, I'd die!

- Hey, you!

What are you doing back there?

This is Security Officer RJ Powell.

I need some help right away!

- Well, which one of us you want?

Him, or us?

- Time's up.

- I'm sorry!

I didn't mean to do this!

I'm sitting here acting like a darn fool baby!

Calvin, sooner or later,

we're gonna have to get down to it.

I think it'd be a lot better if you told us about yourself.

- So where we go?

I mean, it happened when I was a kid.

Where was that?

Muncie.

Muncie, Indiana.

You were arrested as a sex offender.

If that's what you want to call it.

- Oh, that's what I have to call it.

- I had this thing.

A compulsion, that's what they said it was.

I couldn't help myself going out at night, watching people.

Girls...

In their rooms.

It was like having the power of being invisible.

- How much time did you serve?

- 18 months.

And I thought I was cured.

- Why'd you come out here?

- Because of him.

My son, Robbie.

He...

He got very sick.

I came here.

He needed a transplant of bone marrow.

- Is he gonna be all right?

- We haven't been able to find a donor yet.

It's been heavy.

No job.

People slamming doors in your face.

Pushing you around like dirt.

It wasn't until a week ago that somebody finally took me on.

Now when they find out what's happened...

- Okay, Calvin.

These two officers, they'll drive you back to your truck.

- You're letting me go?

- Mmm-hmm.

Just try to stay out of backyards, okay?

Your wife would probably get pretty upset with you

if you lost this job.

- I swear to you, I'll tear my eyes out

before I ever do anything like that again.

I swear to you on a stack of Bibles.

- Come on, let's go before they give you a parking ticket.

- I think we got trouble.

- Sergeant Crowley?

I've got something to show you.

This is my own personal file.

Been keeping it on Jerry Deitre,

the guy I helped capture the other night?

- Right.

- I have a very strong instinct about him.

But I've taking your advice, looking for hard evidence,

so I've been keeping him under surveillance

and writing things down.

- Really? - Yeah, take a look at this.

I've made an entry there every time

he's stopped work to watch a girl.

He talks to them sometimes.

He comes down into the street with a beer can in his hand.

- Binns, listen.

Why don't we just stop being

so anxious about this whole thing?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Well, I guess what it means is you don't like this guy,

so you suspect him.

You take this into court,

a smart attorney'd laugh you right outta there.

Even if Deitre were guilty,

they'd throw you out in two minutes flat.

He'd be right out on the street again.

- Fine, is that the way you want it?

Fine!

- Did it ever occur to you

that the reason he's so uptight may be because

more than anything else in the world,

he wanted to become a cop?

- Yeah, that's right, he wanted to become a cop.

I had a little instinct of my own,

so I did some checking with an old friend down in Personnel.

Would it surprise you to learn that

Officer John Binns never even got near his physical exam?

That the psychiatrist who examined him found him unstable?

Would any of that surprise you, Pepper?

I gotta tell ya, it didn't surprise me.

- A little early, isn't it?

- Going home.

Maybe not for getting a beer.

- Crowley.

- This is Celia Quinn.

Is Sergeant Anderson there?

- Celia, she just left.

She's giving a lecture over on campus,

then I think she's going straight home.

Could I do anything for you?

- Well, it's just that...

I've been talking it over with Dad about what she said,

about the hypnosis, and...

Well, maybe you could tell her for me that

I decided to give it a try.

- Where are you now, Celia?

- Here at the gas station.

- Don't move, I'll be right over.

- Sergeant Anderson?

Yes?

- I've followed you on.

I suppose you know that one of your other units

is stationed down there by the new building?

- Oh, I guess we have cars all over campus.

- Well, I'm talking about down there, where Deitre works.

See, Crowley says that I'm an idiot,

and then he stakes the place out.

- Look, if you can wait around about half an hour,

I'll go over with you.

Okay?

- All right.

- Quinn, this is a very good friend of mine,

Lieutenant Dale Pruitt.

- Hello, Celia.

- Hello.

- Oh, for gosh sakes, let's not be so formal.

Come on, sit down over here.

Let's get comfortable.

Celia?

I don't know what Bill here has told you about what I do,

but I'm not a doctor, I'm not a psychologist.

I'm a regular full-time policeman,

but I have been thoroughly trained

in the science of hypnosis.

I just want you to relax and feel secure.

There's nothing mysterious going to happen.

I promise you won't say or do anything

that's contrary to your sense of right or wrong.

All you have to do is just relax

and give me your full attention.

Now, that's not such a bad deal, is it?

- No.

Another important thing I'd like to mention

is the need for immediate action.

If you do see something suspicious, report it.

So many people are afraid of being laughed at

or criticized, but believe me,

the police would much rather respond to

three or four false alarms

than not to be there when they're actually needed.

And, I don't know, maybe the most important thing of all

that I can tell you is

to be alert, look around you, see who's near you.

Just be aware that it could be happening to you.

And lock your doors, lock your windows.

Get used to checking the doors.

It's so...

- Excuse me, Sergeant Anderson?

- Yes?

- Detective Binns says there's a prowler.

- Why didn't he come in himself?

- I don't know, I'm just telling you what he said.

- Oh dear god, give up!

He's pushing!

I can't breathe!

I'm ripping something.

I ripped his shirt.

Why did I do something like that?

Why did I rip his shirt?

- You're trying to get away.

Your hand caught on his shirt.

You just ripped his shirt.

- How did he hurt himself?

- Is he hurt?

- Yes.

- Is it something you did to hurt him?

- No!

No.

There's a scar there.

- What does it look like?

Celia, I want you to see this scar.

Tell me exactly what it looks like.

He's hitting me!

I ripped his shirt!

I'm sorry!

Oh, please stop!

Please stop!

- Is the scar on his shoulder, Celia?

Is that where it is?

- Yes!

Oh, please stop!

Oh, I can't stand it!

Oh, please stop!

- All right, Celia.

It's all over, relax.

- Theta House.

- Yeah, this is Sergeant Crowley with the police department.

Is Sergeant Anderson still there?

- Oh no, she left about five minutes ago.

We already called you guys about it.

- About what?

- Oh, one of these security policemen came in

and said we had a prowler.

- What'd he look like, the cop?

- They either look like they're 70 or 14.

He looked like he belonged in junior high.

12-Y-52, this is 12-Y-50, over.

52 from 50, come in, 52.

- 12-Y-52.

We're just here at the sorority.

We just got here.

12-Y-90 to 12-Y-50 and all units on task one.

- What about Pepper?

- Nothing yet.

All we see is a bunch of cops.

- Okay, don't wait.

Get organized and get moving.

I've called for Air One.

They should be there any minute.

- Psst, I just seen him.

He snuck around in the back.

Come on, come on!

Unlocked, see?

He must be in there.

- John, what did he look like?

- Look, do you want to stand here

and argue about his description while he gets away?

That door's supposed to be closed at all times.

Now don't you think it's kind of funny

that it just happens to be open right now?

Hmm?

- Okay, let's take a quick look.

- Where'd everybody go?

- They went that way there.

- Thanks.

12-Y-50 to Air One, come in on TAC One.

- 12-Y-50, this is Air One.

Go ahead.

- 50.

Air One, check the campus area.

We have a missing policewoman.

Blonde, Caucasian.

Wearing green pants and a blue blouse.

She was last seen with a male Caucasian

we believe to be a security officer

and possibly involved in the rape of two women.

- What's up there?

- Storage room for athletic equipment.

Good place to hide.

- That's weird.

Lights are out.

- A little too weird, John.

Like the rooms above Girls.

The lights were out there, too.

- Just hear that?

Shh!

Did you hear something just then?

Like someone moving?

- No.

- Where are you going?

- Back, to get some help...

- I need your gun!

- Oh, look out!

- Oh!

- Oh!

Ugh!

- Don't scream or I'll kill you!

Just us.

Roll on.

- Anything from Air One?

- Not yet, you got anything?

- Look, this place is so big, you can search for a month.

- Let's not stand here and talk about it.

- Please.

Just stay there.

Just stay right there and don't move.

You're scared of me, aren't you?

I can tell.

By your face.

By the way you're breathing.

- True, I'm scared.

But if you put the gun down, I won't be scared.

And we can talk all you want.

- Don't do that.

Don't do what?

Treat me like I'm stupid.

You're not stupid.

But you've been drinking,

and you shouldn't have a gun if you've been drinking.

That's all I'm trying to say.

- You think if I put it down,

you'll be able to get away, don't you?

- If you put the gun down,

I won't try to get away.

And I'll stay here and talk as long as you want to.

- I've killed people before.

I know how to do it.

Just remember that for your own good.

- Could you get it open?

- Nah, it's locked.

It's very unlikely anybody got in here.

- 12-Y-50 to Air One.

Come in, Air One.

- Go ahead, 12-Y-50.

- You guys doing any good up there?

- Not so far.

There's an awful lot of movement down there,

but we have not found your girl.

What's your elevation?

- We're at 1500.

- Well, get it down to 800!

- Look...

We know who you are,

so why don't you stop acting ridiculous?

There's about 100 cops out there looking for you right now.

- You'd say anything, wouldn't you?

- I'm not bluffing.

Listen.

They've even got a helicopter circling over the roof.

- All right.

You say there's cops out there.

And you say you know me.

If it's true, what's my name?

What's my name, you slut?!

I said, what's my name?!

- You're Deitre.

Jerry Deitre.

- No more helicopter.

You were wrong, weren't you?

About everything.

- Not about the police.

I had someone call.

- Who?

Man in the moon?

- Calvin, what I'm trying to tell you is...

- Hey!

If you want to believe that

there are cops out there, go right ahead.

Let me them walk their fool tails off,

because they'll never find us.

Not in a million years.

- Aaahhhhhh!

Air One to 12-Y-50, over.

- Yeah, 50, go!

- I think we've got something.

- I want you to take off your clothes.

I want you to take off everything,

except for your bracelet,

career rings,

and your shoes.

If you don't, I'll hurt you.

I'll hurt you very bad.

- Please think, Calvin.

Think of all you have to lose.

- My job?

Hauling other people's garbage?

- I mean your wife and your son.

Your son in the hospital.

- Robbie?

- He's the biggest responsibility

you'll ever have in your life.

- Robbie?

- He needs his father more than anything in the world!

- Oh no.

Not really.

Not anymore.

You see, Robbie's in the ground now.

Stopped needing me two weeks

after I brought him out here to get his cure.

- Your boy died?

- Where is she, Binns?

- She's inside.

- Inside what, inside wh...

- He's got her.

- Who's got her? - Where?

- His ski-masked, and it's inside

the boiler room. - Where?

In the boiler room and up to the left.

- Stand up.

I said stand up!

All right, little girl.

Lovely, shy, little girl.

Lovely...

Lovely...

- Ahh!

Ahh!

Ahh!

- What'd you...

- Oh, I don't believe it.

- And I let him go.

Dr. Curtis.

Dr. Curtis, please call 104 West.

Dr. Curtis.

- Hi.

- Hey.

- Well, maybe we're here the wrong time.

You want us to come back later when...

- You know what I heard?

I heard you thought I was the guy.

- No, she didn't.

I did.

John, when we found out the guy had a scar on his shoulder,

like you got from riding motorcycles,

I jumped to the wrong conclusion.

I made a mistake.

I'm sorry.

- And I want you to know much

I appreciate what you did for me.

The courage that it took.

I'll never forget it as long as I live.

- Well, I just figured it was part of my job.

- Yeah, well, speaking of that, your job...

We had a little talk with Dean Holder.

- And your boss.

- And that hand better hurry up and heal,

'cause you're gonna need it to sew on your new chevrons.

Sergeant.

- Oh, you're kidding?

- For a change, he's not.

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